The cold seeps through you Into you You become The cold You are cold. It is not your fault Impossible. How can you be to blame For a world that was already Way too cold To begine with.
Eventually The cold seeps through you Into you You become The cold You are cold. It is not your fault Impossible. How can you be to blame For a world that was already Way too cold To begine with.
At first you were there smile at me I feel the pain an Pleasant pain... there at my chest. But You are gone ... Why is it that ... when our story ends I begine to love you more To feel all of it again.
